When Loki was 7, he fell down the stairs.

"Are you alright, my dear?" His mother asked him.

It was hurt like hell

But he didn't want her to worry about him.

So he lied.

"I'm alright, mother."

She smiled at him.

When he was 12. he had a fight with Thor.

Father was so angry, his face was red. Then he demanded to know who started this fight.

Thor didn't look at him. Neither was Loki.

But he wanted this to end.

So he lied.

"I'm the one who started."

Father looked at him. The disappointment in his left one eye.

It's not fair.

But Thor smiled at him.

When he was 17. Odin summoned both of them to his chamber.

"I'm so proud of you two, and one day....one of you will be King"

Odin said it but his eye was staring at Thor.

He has always been a good liar.

So he lied to himself a little bit longer.

At the first time he realized how much father and mother adored Thor, how they looked at him like a golden boy.

The son of Odin, The mighty Thor.

Then he did what he has always done.

"It's good to have a brother like you, Thor"

Sounded bitter, even in his own ears

But he smiled anyway.

At the day Thor dismissed from Asgard by Odin.

Loki was crowned King.

Nobody believed him.

Everyone called him a liar.

So be it.

Someone told him that liars can't be trusted.

Also you can't trust anyone but yourself.

Everybody is liar.

Why can't he become one himself?

But there's the only truth that you got from the liar.

The liar never tell the truth.